It's okay if he doesn't exert his strength, as soon as Luo Zhuo exerts his strength, the cold feeling on his hand has increased several times, as if there are countless needles stimulating every pore on his hand at the same time, but this feeling has not caused him substantial damage.

This is a very strange phenomenon, Luo Zhuo felt that his hands were numb from the cold, in fact, it was just an illusion, in fact, his hands were not hurt at all, and this feeling was only to his elbows, the body outside the light cluster, and he didn't feel the cold at all.

Luo Zhuo now knew what Sikong and Heicheng Takeshi were enduring with the look they were enduring, this feeling was really uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but want to withdraw his hand.

However, he didn't withdraw his hand, the true yuan flowed, and the muscles in his arms bulged high, and he pulled it up with all his might.

With Luo Zhuo's current cultivation, the power of pulling out, not to mention ten thousand catties, even if it is a small mountain, he can't help but pull out his strength, that thing that doesn't know what kind of treasure it is, it doesn't move at all!

Luo Zhuo's expression condensed slightly, he knew that this thing was not so easy to take, otherwise Sikong and Heicheng Wu would have taken it a long time ago, and it would not be his turn to make a move, Sikong and Heicheng Wu are both demon clans, even if Sikong's body is a void rat, and the strength of the flesh is stronger than that of ordinary human races, they all returned in vain, even if Luo Zhuo's physical strength is stronger than them, it may not be useful, if you want to get this treasure, I am afraid it is not by brute force.

The luck in the primordial realm tumbled, turning into the true yuan and flowing into Luo Zhuo's dantian, and from the arm into the palm, Luo Zhuo tried to inject the true yuan into the treasure in the palm, wanting to refine it.

As soon as the true yuan touched the thing in the palm of his hand, Luo Zhuo encountered a resistance, preventing his true yuan from entering, and the light cluster outside hindered his divine consciousness from entering, Luo Zhuo couldn't see the specific situation, he could only feel it with the true yuan. His true essence flowed like water along the treasure in his palm, and soon the treasure was completely enveloped.

It was a stick-shaped thing less than two feet long, the top was irregular, as if it had been broken by someone, Luo Zhuo couldn't tell what kind of weapon it was, a stick-shaped thing, it could be a piece of a long stick, or a spear, a knife or even a piece of Fang Tian's halberd, any long weapon was possible.

Incomplete things can be so valued, and there is such a weight, I don't know what it is.

Luo Zhuo didn't bother to think about the origin of this thing, but used his full strength to run the True Yuan, wanting to refine it.

Zhenyuan kept looking for loopholes to break through the resistance and enter the treasure, but the cold feeling in Luo Zhuo's hand did not decrease at all, but became heavier and heavier, and it felt like a piece of steel could be frozen into ice lumps in an instant, and even his Zhenyuan seemed to be frozen to the point that it couldn't run smoothly.

Luo Zhuo had to tighten his teeth, he hadn't suffered anything, he was just a little cold, how can I endure it? Luo Zhuo was so comforted in his heart, increased the output of the true yuan, and hit the resistance shown by the treasure again and again.

I don't know how long it has been, Luo Zhuo feels that centuries have passed, in the primordial realm, even Hongmeng Purple Qi has separated a wisp of purple qi and mixed it into the True Yuan, making the power of his True Yuan suddenly double, this is a skill that Luo Zhuo has mastered after countless tempering, Hongmeng Purple Qi He can't use it freely, and he can only mobilize a trace when he runs the Zixiao Refining Shape Heart Method.

In the past, his cultivation could not do the Purple Sky Refining Mental Method when he was running Qi cultivation, but with the breakthrough of cultivation, he was able to do this now.

The true yuan contains a trace of Hongmeng purple qi, and its power has more than doubled, but it is easy to be discovered at this time, so Luo Zhuo has never used it in battle, and even if the qi cultivation is doubled, it will not be able to catch up with the body refining cultivation for the time being.

There was Hongmeng purple qi injected, and finally heard the sound of waves, as if the bubble was broken, Luo Zhuo's true yuan felt light, and it had already entered the treasure object.

At the same time, the light outside the treasure suddenly shone brightly, and began to expand like a balloon. In a breath, Luo Zhuo was already enveloped.

Sikong and Heicheng Wu's faces changed greatly, and they rushed forward together, but it seemed to hit a wall, and the huge rebound force bounced the two of them directly to the edge of this space, and they fell to the ground with a bang.

The two of them looked at the light cluster that had swelled to occupy one-third of the space with horrified faces, the light cluster was no longer dazzling, and the two of them could see that inside the light cluster, the black gas was permeated, as if it was about to break through the light cluster, and the light cluster was restraining the black qi, as for Luo Zhuo's figure, it was no longer visible at all.

This mutation was also unexpected by Luo Zhuo, his true yuan broke through that resistance and rushed into the treasure object, as if releasing a monster in an instant, a brutal force instantly scattered his true yuan, and even crashed into his body, and blood appeared on the corner of Luo Zhuo's mouth at the moment.

However, he held the treasure tightly, and the spiritual energy in the primordial realm was continuously transformed into true yuan, helping Luo Zhuo to compete with that brutal force.

He forgot everything in the outside world, forgot that he was refining a treasure, and only had one thought in his heart, he must surrender the brutal force in front of him.

As if attacking the city, Luo Zhuo had an advantage for a while, and then he was counterattacked by the brutal force of the two cities.

Luo Zhuo gradually felt that although the brutal force from the treasure was arrogant, it was a bit lacking, and that feeling was like a strong man who had not eaten enough, otherwise Luo Zhuo was really not sure that he would be evenly matched with it, and he would have been bounced away a long time ago.

After discovering this, Luo Zhuo began to change his strategy, no longer fighting hard, and began to fight, after all, the brutal force was a dead thing, and there was no flexible idea like Luo Zhuo.

I don't know how long it took, but Luo Zhuo finally seized an opportunity to break through the blockade of the brutal force and rush into the treasure.

The treasure was dying and struggling, and the huge anti-shock force kept coming from Luo Zhuo's hand, but Luo Zhuo would not let go, he vomited blood while refining the treasure with all his might.

One percent, two percent, Luo Zhuo desperately consumed the spiritual energy in the primordial realm, and also wanted to refine the treasure, I don't know how long the time passed, Luo Zhuo finally accumulated half of the concentration of spiritual energy in the outside world, and it has been consumed to only one-tenth of the concentration of the outside world, which is a massive amount of spiritual energy.

But his refining of that treasure was only more than thirty percent, not even forty percent.

However, in the eyes of Sikong and Heicheng Wu outside, the black qi in the light cluster had disappeared, and all of them were withdrawn into something in Luo Zhuo's hand, and Luo Zhuo, with his eyes closed, held a short stick as black as a burning stick in both hands, motionless.

Just when the two of them opened their mouths in surprise, Luo Zhuo opened his eyes, he slowly stood up straight, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the treasure in his hand was no longer resisting.

Although it is only refined more than thirty percent, if the true yuan in his body is depleted any longer, it will be bottomed out, he can only accept it when he sees it, although refining so much is not enough to control this treasure, but it can finally make it have no hostility towards himself.

Only then did Luo Zhuo understand that the light cluster outside, whether it was protecting this treasure or imprisoning it, because no matter how Luo Zhuo looked, this black short stick didn't want any decent magic weapon, not to mention the cold feeling it brings, just the black qi just now, like a magic weapon.

Luo Zhuo carefully observed the short stick, but he couldn't recognize what material it was, it looked like copper but not copper, like wood and not wood, he stretched out his fingers and flicked it, making a sound of gold and iron, which was a little pleasant to listen to. Although this short stick is only two feet short, it is very heavy, if it weren't for Luo Zhuo refining it, he would really not be able to hold it.

As soon as his mind moved, the short stick disappeared in Luo Zhuo's hand, and he had already entered the primordial realm, and he couldn't sense the breath of the short stick, and the light that wrapped him also shattered with a pop and disappeared.

"Boom—" The space they were in shook and was about to collapse.

Luo Zhuo didn't have time to think about it, took out the jade Ruyi that opened the door, and the true yuan was injected into it, and a light gate appeared again, without Luo Zhuo's greeting, Sikong and Heicheng Wu rushed into the light gate one after another, and Luo Zhuo followed.

As soon as the figures of the three of them disappeared, the space in a radius of one mile suddenly expanded, and then instantly contracted into a point of light, and with a bang, as if it had never existed, the space disappeared.

This small space exists completely for the treasure, the treasure was taken away by Luo Zhuo, and there is naturally no need for the space to exist, if the three of them take a step slower, I am afraid that they will also be annihilated in it.

"Puff puff puff pass-" In a place where I don't know where, three figures fell from the sky and fell to the ground in some embarrassment. It was Luo Zhuo, Sikong and Takeshi Kuroshiro.

"I'm going, what the hell, I almost killed my grandfather!" Before he could stand firmly, Sikong had already spoken scoldingly.

"Fortunately, I escaped in time. Luo Zhuo had a smile on his face, and although he didn't know what he was getting, Luo Zhuo was sure that it was a good thing, even if it was incomplete.

"Of course you're good, you'll take advantage of the cheapness!" Sikong said angrily: "We worked hard in vain." You've gotten something good, show it to us!"

"It's no wonder to me, I let you strike first, you just didn't get it. Luo Zhuo said with a smile, and with a flip of his wrist, the short stick like a burning stick appeared in his hand.

"What is this, it's so ugly, I'll identify it. Sikong said, and had reached out and snatched the short stick from Luo Zhuo's hand.

With a bang, the short stick fell to the ground, smashing out a deep pit, almost hitting Sikong's foot, and Sikong jumped back in fright. (To be continued.) )